The Next Morning.

Jan woke up the following morning with her back to Gen’s chest, his arms were wrapped around her cuddling her.

It felt strange to her to feel Gen’s warm chest against her back but not to feel his crotch against her arse like she would with Steve. She moved slightly and felt Gen’s hands shift, one found its way to her breast and Jan moaned lightly, his touch setting her afire.

Instinctively she ground her arse backwards into where Gen’s crotch would have been if he were human. She lay there for a while thinking about how her passions had been changed in the last week, no not changed, how she had changed how she shows her passions. As those thoughts crossed her mind she realised that she always had these passions. Steve and herself had spoken of sharing before, of bringing someone else into their bedroom, they had even discussed swapping with Mitch and Mon, but they may have never acted on these thoughts if not for meeting the centaurs.

Thinking about the centaurs had continued to arouse her and now her nipples stood firm on her breasts Gen’s fingers absentmindedly brushed her nipple. She moaned again, she wanted to feel him but she was sore, her jaw, her cunt and she couldn’t imagine taking his centaur cock up her arse.

Slowly she slid out of his arms, detaching herself from his grip. She sat up in the bed and looked Gen over, really looked at him. His dark hair matched the tone of his fur, it was complemented with his sun kissed tone of his skin. She also noticed that there was a patch of his fur which seemed rougher than the rest, it sat just in front of his hip a little on the underside of his belly. She reached out and gently stroked that spot, Gen’s leg twitched, but it wasn’t the only thing which shifted, his cock was slowly thickening.

She continued to stroke his side and listen to his soft moans as she watched his cock lengthen and thicken. She was so distracted that she didn’t notice Gen opening his eyes and leaning up to look at her. “Jan?” He said and she started.

“You’re awake,” She said, “How did you get this?” She asked rubbing the rough area of his fur.

“I don’t think that was what you were looking at.” He said, but still answered her question, “I got into a fight when I was young. It almost killed me.”

Jan was shocked, she hadn’t thought about how hard life might have been on that other world, “And here I thought it might have been from a dalliance with an orc.” She said, trying to bring Gen away from what she assumed was difficult memories.

Gen laughed, “Orc’s are rough in bed, but not that rough.” He said, “Why are you thinking of trying out an orc?” Jan’s hand had moved away from his scar, the tops of her fingers were brushing his belly, his cock was continuing to harden.

Jan was looking at his face as she responded, “I have no particular plans on trying out anyone.” She said as she was finishing her sentence she felt Gen’s cock brushing her hand, he moaned at her touch.

“Jan...” Gen began as he felt Jan’s hand wrap around his cock,